The Orchid Queen and the Ice Crystal King have so many legendary achievements, but even combined they are not as many as this alien world lord.

I couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

But at this time, Cao Xing did not show any pride in his legend, but looked a little sad.

"Damn it, this time I have offended both the Watchers and the Blood Legion."

"When the two old idiots, the God of Light and the God of Nightmares, show up, they will definitely cause trouble for me."

"This time

Hearing Du Juehao talking about Mie Qing, Wang Mu looked at Du Juehao suddenly. He clenched his fist. Mie Qing was like a thorn in his heart. Only when Mie Qing was avenged by him would he think about other things and maybe want to be a Shaozong.

In District J, I was waiting for Yang Zilon's arrival. After waiting for three days, Yang Zilon called me and asked for my address. I told him, and he came to where I lived.

After Qing Ziye gave the order, he closed his eyes and began to meditate and regulate his breathing. However, the poor male protagonist's already haggard eyes had fine bruises, which showed that he had been tortured badly.

"Qinglan, let me introduce them to you. These two are from the Gu family. This one is Uncle Gu Tongba, and this one is Uncle Gu's son Gu Sandao." Du Zhengchao introduced them.

Bai Qi looked at the Dark Moon White Tiger that had lost its ability to think coldly for a long time. Then, he stretched out his right hand, and his palm became a knife, condensing into a ten-meter-long spiritual blade that made a buzzing sound.

Yan grabbed the fallen angel's hand tightly and pulled hard, trying to pull the fallen angel down, but the huge force directly pulled down the arm that had lost its muscle support.

Ever since that day when Rong Ting said he would do his best to make her famous, Xu Nuo truly felt like she was being held in someone's hands.

Because the ending of this drama is not happy, if this costume drama is followed by a campus idol drama, the effect should be good.

The director confirmed with Chen Yan several times whether he was ready, and then let everyone take their positions.

Fang Zheng saw him stop and heard through his ears of insight that his breathing was irregular, which meant that his spiritual energy was about to be exhausted.

The group took a quick look at the cloth shop, then the drug store, then went to the two jewelry shops on Chuqi Street, and visited a few more shops along the street. It was already getting dark, so Yu Danqing gave instructions and went home.

Jimo found the look of Murong Ruo covering her face particularly funny and inexplicably felt happy, and couldn't help but smile.

Everything in Fengwu Palace was busy and orderly. The queen had gotten used to her illness, and the people below had gotten used to serving her. Now, the queen had taken the medicine, and the fever had subsided.

"That doesn't count. We were separated by two masks, and it was just a light kiss. How can that be considered a first kiss?

Gu Wanhan couldn't help but murmur in her heart, fresh vegetables, this is something that many people can't eat, even the slaves in Villa No. 11, sometimes when they want to eat some noodles, they want to add some vegetable slices, but they need several merits to redeem them.

This was not the first time that this had happened, and Qiao Nuo did not think it was a big deal, so he did as Lu Yunchen said, took off his shirt, and then lay down on the bed, waiting for Lu Yunchen to apply medicine on him.

While Mo Fu was thinking, Long Ze below had already ordered his men to take the dragon who shot the arrow to the dragon dungeon.

There were many staff members busy at work in this spacious hall. Two fully armed soldiers were guarding the door with guns. No one knew what they did, but the two thick metal doors slowly opened to both sides.

No matter how rebellious the Qin Emperor was, he had deep feelings for this land and did not want to make things difficult for the court unless it was absolutely necessary.

Hu Yanzhuo, who was in the front, was like a demon god, with shiny iron whips in his hands, swinging up and down. The Mongolian men were flying like grass, spurting out mouthfuls of blood. A ball of red blood mist was on the leather around Hu Yanzhuo, which looked very weird.